Church was for the dogs today. And a cat. I had completely forgotten about it, but today was the annual Blessing of the Animals.
I showed up at church just a few minutes late as usual. At least consistency is a virtue, isn't it? Anyway, I parked and walked up to the front door. It was locked! Needless to say, I was a bit confused. There were cars in the parking lots, so I went around to the Parish Hall. Sure enough, all the people were there, along with a bunch of animals.
Oops! I forgot that this was for today! I know Nicole will be upset that I didn't bring her cats, but really, I don't want to bring those cats to church. Plus I have a good excuse. No carrier to put them in, and judging from the size of the dogs in the Parish Hall, my cats would have gone berserk.
Just as well, as one of the guys at church brought two big Golden Retrievers to the service. He had a hard time controlling both, and one got away from him, and it ran to me. So, I adopted the dog, named Duncan, for the duration of the service. Duncan was a wild one, but as long as you petted him, he was somewhat calm .
Why is it that big dogs smell bad. I was petting..and petting ...and petting some more during the service, struggling a bit to control Duncan. Afterward my hands stunk! I had to wash right after the service. Plus, I was full of fur. I have had small dogs, like Dachshunds and Rat Terriers, that didn't stink at all. What's the difference?
Some might wonder why people would bring their animals to church. Check out this link about St. Francis of Assisi, patron saint of animals, and my favorite of all the Saints. I even have a comic book about him.
This probably explains it much better than I could.